Curiosities of Literature, Հատոր 2

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Routledge, Warnes, and Routledge, 1859
 

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Էջ 89 - Far, far aloof th' affrighted ravens sail ; The famish'd eagle screams, and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's cries — No more I weep.
Էջ 435 - Western nations at the close of the fifteenth and the beginning of the sixteenth century.
Էջ 172 - I saw the world, and yet I was not seen; My thread is cut, and yet it is not spun; And now I live, and now my life is done!
Էջ 94 - Who sees with equal eye, as God of all, A hero perish, or a sparrow fall, Atoms or systems into ruin hurled, And now a bubble burst, and now a world.
Էջ 94 - With shining ringlets the smooth ivory neck. Love in these labyrinths his slaves detains, And mighty hearts are held in slender chains. With hairy springes we the birds betray, Slight lines of hair surprise the finny prey, Fair tresses man's imperial race ensnare, And beauty draws us with a single hair.
Էջ 136 - I knew a very wise man that believed that if a man were permitted to make all the ballads, he need not care who should make the laws of a nation.
Էջ 103 - Under an oak, whose antique root peeps out Upon the brook that brawls along this wood : To the which place a poor ^sequester'd stag, That from the hunter's aim had ta'en a hurt...
Էջ 91 - Where the rude axe, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallowed haunt. There in close covert by some brook, Where no profaner eye may look, Hide me from day's garish eye, While the bee with honied thigh, That at her flowery work doth sing. And the waters murmuring, With such consort as they keep, Entice the dewy-feather'd Sleep...
Էջ 172 - My prime of youth is but a frost of cares; My feast of joy is but a dish of pain; My crop of corn is but a field of tares; And all my good is but vain hope of gain; The day is fled, and yet I saw no sun; And now I live, and now my life is done.
Էջ 90 - The imperial ensign, which, full high advanced, Shone like a meteor streaming to the wind...

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